ch 3 - Sect competition

[Ding! Mission completed]

[Opening newbie gift pack]

[Ding!]

[Rewards:

1) 10,000 Lv 6 sword

2) 2 Phoneix rebith pill

3) 1 hour invincible trial card

4)Three Top Lv 6 Grade Healing Pill

5) Chaos Guardian Formation

6) 2 Spiritual sword SWORD high grade

There are many grades of sword lowest to

Lv 1 is lowest Lv 9 is highest and then

One of the rarest item only posses By some of nascent soul and upper realms cultivators Spiritual sword first lower grade, middle grade, high grade and the rarest of rare Divine sword.

Chen feng when he heard system notification he was sleeping but he wake up after hearing this.

When he saw next to him was non other than his wife he remembered last night zhen yi was so fierce when they having sex.

Wang zhen yi when she wake up she slowly opened her eyes when she saw Chen feng

She was soo shy because yesterday night when she drinks the wine the wine was only for nascent soul cultivators ,but she was only at golden core .

Husband what are you thinking he said i was

thinking for hosting a sect competition the 1,2,3 will get level 6 sword when she heard lv 6 she was didn't shocked because this level of sword was also rare but in golden core family there are many lv 6 sword but only core members have it ,but her husband is

giving this sword s to top three winners this competition was going to amazing.

yet her husband was willing to distribute them as prizes. This competition was bound to be an extraordinary event!

"But husband, giving away such valuable swords... won't it attract too much attention?" she asked hesitantly.

No it didn't attract the much it attracts some low level powerhouse and giving this sword was also a plan because some hidden talents in cultivation wants to low profile they will not willing to get this rare treasure in others hands when they will come out our sect also gain some profits ok we will not talk about this anymore.

Chen feng said wife I have a gift for you take this high grade Spiritual sword, zhen yi hearing about spiritual sword she was so shocked and her hand was trembling this was first time seeing a spiritual sword she was so happy she hugged chen feng feeling the warmth in heart chen feng was so happy.

The long-awaited day had arrived. The vast sect arena, usually reserved for training, was now surrounded by thousands of disciples. The banners of the sect fluttered in the wind as elders took their seats on a high platform, overseeing the grand event.

Chen Feng stood at the center, his voice booming with authority. "Today marks the beginning of our sect tournament! The top three disciples shall be rewarded with Level 6 swords, and the victor shall be recognized as the rising star of our sect!"

Excitement surged through the crowd. Some disciples clenched their fists, determination burning in their eyes. Others sized up their competition, their battle intent surging.

The first round competitors two figures stepped into the spotlight for the opening duel: Han Yuo, whose unwavering resolve had earned him both respect and cautious admiration, and Luo Yan, celebrated for his lightning-fast sword techniques that blurred the line between mortal skill and artistry. As the duel commenced in one of the arena's peripheral rings, the air crackled with tension. Han Yuo lunged forward, his sword slicing through the atmosphere with a focused intensity aimed directly at his opponent. But in that split second, Luo Yan's eyes narrowed; with the fluid grace of a seasoned master, he redirected the incoming blow, his own sword arcing elegantly as it met Han Yuo's fierce strike.

In an instant that felt suspended in time, Luo Yan's counterattack materialized—his blade, a shimmering extension of his will, flashed forward and halted mere inches from Han Yuo's throat. The crowd fell into a brief, awed silence as the young warrior recognized the futility of further resistance. With a nod of reluctant respect, Han Yuo accepted his defeat. An elder, who had been silently observing the duel with the discerning eye of experience, stepped forward and announced with measured clarity, "Victory belongs to Luo Yan!" The declaration sent ripples of approval through the onlookers, mingling admiration for the swift skill with the somber recognition of defeat.

The tournament surged onward with relentless fervor, each match a dazzling display of martial prowess. Duel after duel unfolded across the sprawling arena, and as the hour passed, the initial throng of hopefuls dwindled to a hard-fought ten—each contestant bearing the marks of battle and the weight of their ambitions. The atmosphere grew denser, charged with the scent of sweat, determination, and the promise of destiny.

Chen Feng reappeared on the grand stage, his presence instantly reestablishing order amid the murmurs of the crowd. The eyes of every disciple were fixed on him as he surveyed the remaining warriors, his gaze both assessing and inspiring. "Now, let the final competition commence," he declared, his tone a blend of pride and solemn challenge. "Within these duels, a new champion will be forged— and the top three winners get lv 6 sword and many other rewards ." His words hung in the air like a sacred vow, compelling the remaining combatants to steel themselves for the trials ahead.

As the final rounds began, the courtyard transformed into a intense fighting arena for the top ten members .

Top ten names are Luo Yan , Tian yao , Yan xiao , feng Lao etc.....

The match begins with Tian yao vs Yan xiao

they start fighting they both were using the sect Profound yellow grade technique

The Profound sword lightining after few moves from their attack on each other one can they both were 4th layer of the sword technique suddenly everyone's focused on the Yan xiao because he was using a different technique from earlier then the two sword collides each other hiss!

Continue....